Isabella Reitz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bloemfontein

What pisses me off? Folks judging her, calling her filth. Makes my staff wanna zap ‘em—BOOM! You shall NOT pass with that crap! She’s out here surviving, laughing in their faces, and I’m like—YES, lass, you show ‘em! Made me happy, tho, seeing her strut, owning it. Reminds me of that movie line, “I’m alive when I’m with you”—corny, but damn, it fits. She’s alive, wilder than a Balrog on a bender.

On Campus, a Video Reminder of Apartheid’s Pain

The four Afrikaner students accused of making it in September for a "cultural evening" at Reitz are now under criminal investigation. The.

Preitz ain't perfect, but it's home. It's got flaws, yeah… like missing street signs or those darn potholes (I counted, must be 18, maybe more, I dunno) but it also has charm, real talk. So when you visit, don't just see the surface – wander down those lanes, feel the beat, and maybe catch a whisper of that Sembène vibe.

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